Drink or Drugs? Or Both?

Posted on Wed Mar 27th, 2024 @ 12:15am by Commander Donald ‘Don’ Key

Mission: A Fondness For
Location: Bridge, USS Albion
Timeline: Present

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{USS Albion, Bridge}

#Snip#

Sprague: ::enters::

Florian: "On course at warp 9.5. Estimated arrival to Cumulonimbus Five in 2.1 days."

Sprague: "Warp 9.5? We probably want to slow down, right? Make it warp 6."

Florian: "Slowing to warp 6." ::ship slowing down noises::

Sprague: ::exits::

Fake Sprague: ::enters::

#Snip#

Key: ::sat in the XO chair, relegating Andrews to the third bridge chair::

Fake Sprague: "Warp 6? That won't get us there in time. Make it warp 9.5"

Key: ::Watches Fake Sprague leave via one turbo lift, and another Sprague enter via another:: “What the hell? Two of ‘em?”

Sprague: “Warp 9.5? We probably want to slow down, right? Make it warp 6.”

Key: ::gets to his feet - Andrews quickly jumps onto the now vacant XO chair:: “Dick, what’s going on? Why are there two of you?”

Sprague: “Two of me?” ::rubs his chin:: “Have you been at the Torkarian whisky again?”

Key: “No! Well… not since this morning, but there are two of you! One keeps coming out of that turbolift, and you keep coming out of that one!” ::points towards the two doors::

Sprague: “My dear, Don. There aren’t two of me. Now, you’ve been working too hard.” ::Leads Don towards a turbolift and waits for the doors to open. He’s totally oblivious to the Fake Sprague already stood in the turbolift:: “Now go get some rest.” ::Shoves Don into the turbolift, knocking him into the Fake Sprague::

Key: “But… but… but…” ::points furiously towards the Fake Sprague just as the doors close::

Sprague: ::waves his hand in the air:: “I don’t want to hear it, Don. Rest up! Captain’s orders!”


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Commander Donald ‘Don’ Key
Chief Flight Control Officer
USS Albion